"Oh, by the way, sir, I didn't expect you to be in such high spirits, managing to sleep soundly amidst this raging storm."
Belit could only shrug off nonchalantly with a forced smile on his face.
"It's nothing unusual, you know, much like what I usually do."
Then he drew a long breath, before solemnly closing the door to his room.
Although Halse felt something amiss, he knew that he shouldn't overreact to it.
To find out if the other party truly was as he suspected.
So, despite having many questions and doubts in his heart, he still chose to suppress them.
If there indeed was a problem, it would eventually be exposed.
With this in mind, he slowly trotted to the floor below.
Yet, he ultimately chose not to leave this place, both for the sake of monitoring Belit above, and for other unspeakable reasons as well.
Finally, he sat in the inn's lobby, settled in a spot by the window, and started sipping his wine.